Young Henry Fonda
08/11/2009
Come on now boys, why you gotta be smokers?
You’re messing up the internet crush I internet have on your internet persona.
But on the Internet, no one can see me smoke.
Text posted at 19:19
Bittersweet freedom
Photo posted at 19:04
Not sure why it still bothers me when someone doesn’t want to get to know me, considering I can walk into a bar on a Saturday night and have so many good, darling, worthwhile people call out my name, stop what they’re doing, and run over for a hug.
It’s annoying how, sometimes, rejection sings louder than the love in our lives.
I’ll say it. I think you’re pretty goddamned awesome. personal opinion.
Text posted at 19:02
Why I love both Ludacris and Snoop
WHO LET THESE HOES IN MY ROOM??
“who let these hoes in my room” will forever be associated with fredryk phox in my mind, more than anything.
Audio posted at 15:18
You’ve all caught me on a day where my libido is at a -10 and my body image is about ten times that, so I’m going to bed.
Text posted at 01:15
07/11/2009
» Stephen Patrick Morrissey and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Couple of Weeks.
hman:
Morrissey abandons show after been smacked on head by crowd missile
A shocked Morrissey brought the UK leg of his current tour to an abrupt halt in Liverpool tonight (November 7) when he walked offstage after a fan threw a drink at his head.
The star said simply “good bye” at the Liverpool Echo Arena following the incident, exiting in the middle of his second song. He had started with The Smiths standard ‘This Charming Man’ and was in the middle of ‘Black Cloud’ when the incident happened…
This story may sound familiar to some of you, but so what?
In 1991, I saw him the day after he played a show on Long Island, where he was tackled to the stage by a crazed fan. He went to the hospital and played the very next night when I saw him at the Garden State Arts Center (now the PNC Bank Center). What a trooper, but um, he was 30-something back then.
(NME)
I’ve never understood why someone would try to inflict head injuries on someone they paid to see, unless it was GG Allin, because he encouraged it.
Link posted at 22:05
Ready…aim…
“the bullseye is too high in this photo.” was my initial reflex thought.
Photo posted at 22:02
Yeah, it looks like I'm not going out.
I’m kinda pissed now but a few beers should help that. Or they may cause me to call her and leave her angry messages. Either way fun will be had by all.
I hate when that happens. You get your hopes all up for something to do and then — nothing. Not even a phone call. And if you’re anything like me, it’s not like you get to do this kind of thing often, so it’s more than just a minor bummer. My sympathies. :/
Text posted at 21:29
Why is it always the kid that’s old enough to make it to a wastebasket or the toilet to hurl, that gets sick during the daytime? I just know that at some point in time tonight, my youngest is going to extemporaneously redecorate his room, the living room, or my bed with digestive fluids and partial remnants of fish sticks, and I’m gonna be up all night forcing myself not to hurl, myself, because I already don’t feel that great.
Also, wondering what event(s) in my past I’m karmically being rewarded for right now while my ex parties to her withered little heart’s content while my esophagus gently weeps, and when that whole karma thing is going to bite her instead of taking repeated chunks out of me.
I’ll probably delete this later; please don’t reblog.
Text posted at 21:08
» "Every year, it's Edward cut the turkey, Edward cut the pies."
This whole thing is full of great lines, but for some reason, the mental image accompanying this one made me cackle.
Link posted at 20:59
